JLo & Football
It was war last night at our house. Jacek is a Jets fan, me I’m for the Dolphins. And they went at it on Monday Night Football which the announcers turned into a jizzfest over Mark Sanchez. I mean, please. He brings the quiver, sure, but he’s won, like, 3 games.
Anyway, it was a close game. In the end, victory belonged to me. Oh yeah and Marc Anthony too. As you know, he’s part owner now of the Miami Dolphins. So he sang the national anthem at the beginning with the kind of body language you’d expect for a sex ballad, then retreated to the owner’s box with his wife who clearly does not know the network cutaway schedule. And this is a problem. And she’s powerless to control it.
Which is why watching her watch football makes my life.
Jennifer Lopez is over it. Seriously, she’d rather be shopping. But she sits there, dutifully playing the part, bored out of her tree but annoyed about the camera coming ‘round, because, unlike her dressing room, she cannot control when, she cannot choreograph her claps, and so time and again we’d catch her, slow to stand up to cheer, slow to start applauding, not understanding what she was actually applauding for, and growing increasingly more frustrated because she knows she’s being caught out for being clueless.
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